Chapter 45

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Helian Huwu could not stop her tears from rolling down as she looked at Chen Mo, who was drenched in blood on the green stone platform. How could she feel any joy? Her heart was being cut like a knife, dripping with bitter sorrow.

She knew the heavy burden her second brother Chen Mo carried, and the fierce battle he fought. Step by step, as if treading on sharp nails, swallowing blood and tears, he fought with all his might to defeat the naturally gifted Chen Xuan.

For the sake of his elder brother and for her, Chen Mo had endured countless hardships, suffered countless pains, and shed countless drops of blood. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

Clan leader Chen Zhengfeng had already stood up, ready to provide assistance at any moment. The performance of the two young men left him both amazed and ashamed. Chen Mo's sudden burst of potential stunned everyone.

At the same time, he secretly cheered for his defeated son, who, though losing the battle, did not lose his dignity.

Especially Chen Mo, who impacted Chen Zhengfeng's heart. At just the peak of the Spirit Apprentice stage, he managed to defeat a Spirit Master with his powerful and resilient will, unexpected moves, and combat style.

This young man's future is truly boundless.

The scene remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, cheers and applause erupted from all directions, growing louder and louder. The applause was like rolling thunder, and the cheers were like a thousand thunderbolts.

From this moment on, no one would remember the Chen Mo with the congenital defect. They would only remember the Chen Mo who forged a legend and created glory.

Standing on the green platform, Chen Mo, tall and straight as a pine, gave Helian Huwu a faint smile. Instantly, Helian Huwu's worries dissipated, and she quickly wiped away her tears, returning Chen Mo's warm smile.

Chen Xuan, however, smiled bitterly. His white silk robe was torn to shreds, and he seemed somewhat lonely. Yet, it seemed as if his fighting spirit had been ignited. He said loudly, "Chen Mo, you won this time. But next time, I will definitely win." Then he turned and glanced at Helian Huwu from afar.

At this moment, Helian Huwu's eyes were filled only with her second brother Chen Mo, completely ignoring Chen Xuan. The mutual support and companionship they had shared over the years could not be replaced by even a hundred times more capable Chen Xuan.

Chen Mo laughed heartily, his deep gaze filled with strong confidence: "Alright, I'll wait for you to challenge me. But I don't think you'll pass the test with Huwu."

This was a mutual admiration between two upright and open-minded people, unrelated to romantic feelings or the outcome of the competition.

Whether it was some of his peers or the elders, they all secretly cheered for these two young men. Such potential, such character. Perhaps the rise of the Chen family in the future will depend on them.

Among those present, only Chen Deshui felt a heavy stone in his heart, extremely depressed. Clenching the armrests of his chair, he was filled with shock and anger. After several attempts to eliminate this young man, he not only failed but also allowed him to stand out and steal the spotlight.

Now that this young man has made a stunning debut, it will be much harder to secretly suppress him in the future. He narrowed his eyes, thinking about his next move.

The arbitrator, Second Elder Chen Guangbiao, also sighed deeply. This year's competition was truly full of twists and turns, earth-shattering, and could be recorded in the Chen family's annals. After receiving Chen Zhengfeng's nod, he announced loudly, "Chen Mo is the first place winner of this family competition."

For a moment, another round of thunderous cheers erupted. Clearly, Chen Mo's performance on the platform had won the admiration and affection of most people.

Everything was settled.

Chen Zhengfeng, holding an ancient medicine box, 3,000 gold notes, and a contribution token, climbed onto the green stone platform. Walking to Chen Mo, he solemnly handed him the box and said, "Chen Mo, you have won first place in this competition. Remember to stay humble and avoid arrogance. Focus on your cultivation and strive to break through to the Spirit Master stage as soon as possible."

"Disciple will remember," Chen Mo nodded solemnly.

Chen Zhengfeng smiled satisfactorily, "These rewards are all yours. As for the master who will guide your cultivation, you can choose freely."

Chen Mo, neither humble nor arrogant, calmly accepted the third-grade 'Nourishing Pulse Pill' and other rewards, and said, "I would like to request the clan leader to guide my cultivation."

Chen Zhengfeng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily, "Alright, since you respect me so much, how can I refuse? When you achieve the先天stage, I might even benefit from your success. But let me make it clear, if you don't work hard, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chen Mo's eyes were calm, showing no fear.

Below, there was another commotion. Everyone thought Chen Mo would definitely choose a top elder, but he once again took a bold step and chose Clan Leader Chen Zhengfeng. They thought Chen Mo was foolish, really foolish?

Only Chen Xuan knew that Chen Mo was a clever young man. While the elders were indeed powerful, they were older and more rigid. Only his father, with his broad-minded and generous character, would teach him everything without reservation.

A slanting ray of sunlight fell, casting a long shadow of Chen Mo, as if foreshadowing a longer and farther path ahead.

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Everything was settled.

While Chen Mo was recuperating at home, he naturally enjoyed a reunion with his family. However, the efficacy of the young sprout was not enough to cure his elder brother's leg.

Chen Mo was already at the peak of the high-level Spirit Apprentice stage, just one step away from becoming a Spirit Master. After the fierce battle with Chen Xuan, he gained some insights and seemed to have touched the threshold of advancement. However, his current accumulation was not enough, and a hasty attempt to break through to the Spirit Master stage would be very difficult.

If he could get some strong resources, this advancement might be smooth. Moreover, if he could further cultivate the young sprout, it would be even more likely to cure his elder brother's leg when combined with the Nourishing Pulse Pill.

With this in mind, Chen Mo went to exchange some pills.

"Oh, it's Chen Mo? I heard you won the championship by overpowering the young master a few days ago, and your reputation has greatly increased," said the fat manager Chen Ji, glancing up at Chen Mo and then continuing to flip through the ledger.

"Manager Chen, I want to exchange some pills and cultivation techniques."

"Oh?" Chen Ji continued to calculate.

"I need two Clear Spirit Pills and a cultivation technique called 'Conceal Breath Technique.'" The Conceal Breath Technique was introduced by Chen Xuan. Once mastered, it can conceal one's spiritual energy and hide one's strength, which is very useful.

"Clear Spirit Pills?" Chen Ji listened and then flipped through a ledger. "Clear Spirit Pills are third-grade spirit pills, with a market price of at least 7,000 gold. However, since you are a core disciple being intensively cultivated by the family, each pill only requires 2,000 contribution points."

2,000 contribution points made Chen Mo's heart tremble. If he remembered correctly, he had about 1,200 contribution points, which he earned from completing the task in the Twisted Dragon Mountains and the reward for winning first place in the competition...

"Chen Mo, I checked your account. You have 1,223 contribution points. Remember, you also have a reward of 3,000 gold notes, which can be converted into 1,000 contribution points. That's just enough to exchange for one..."

The sound of the abacus beads finally stopped. Chen Mo saw that the abacus did not reset to zero but instead, Chen Ji wrote a long string of numbers on the paper. Chen Ji had calculated his wealth more clearly than he did.

"The Conceal Breath Technique, though not a high-level cultivation technique, still requires 1,000 contribution points."

Isn't it just a technique for concealing one's breath? Why does it cost 1,000 contribution points? Isn't that robbery?

Chen Mo was speechless. No matter how he calculated, his wealth was far from enough. However, he was very eager for the Clear Spirit Pills, which were crucial for his advancement to the Spirit Master stage.

And the Conceal Breath Technique was also a survival skill. The world is so dangerous; without some means to protect oneself, one might die in some corner.

"Uh, am I not a core disciple being intensively cultivated by the family? Can I owe the points for now?"

"Owe... points? Hmm, that's a possibility," said Chen Ji, tugging at his small mustache.

"Thank you, Manager Chen, for your consideration," Chen Mo said gratefully. He knew that Chen Ji was always strict with his calculations and did not allow people to owe points. It was said that even the clan leader had to follow the rules passed down by the ancestors.

"Alright, I'll give you this chance. The total cost of what you need is 5,000 contribution points. No matter how much you owe, the interest will be 10% per month."

"Spit!" 10% per month?

Chen Mo almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This was even more ruthless than a vampire. If he didn't pay back in a year, he would owe double?

However, if these resources could help him achieve the Spirit Master stage, he would earn money faster. For a moment, Chen Mo was hesitant. He thought of his elder brother and many other things.

"Alright, I'll borrow. I'll borrow 3,000 contribution points, and the remaining 200 points, please convert them into Spirit Gathering Pills." Chen Mo gritted his teeth and finally decided to take a bold step.

After signing the loan contract, he immediately went to the scripture hall. He was now a major debtor, and every moment was precious.

Chen Zhengfeng also began to fulfill his duties, helping Chen Mo with his reference.

In the scripture hall.

"Chen Mo, the best cultivation techniques in our Chen family are these three, all rare spirit-grade techniques," Chen Zhengfeng pointed to the redwood bookshelf on the top floor and said with a slight sigh.

As the clan leader, Chen Zhengfeng still considered the family's interests. The more talented people in the family, the stronger and more prosperous it would be. Although Chen Mo had stolen the spotlight from his son, his displayed potential was truly impressive.

Pointing to the book on the far right with a black cover, he said, "This is the Canglang Technique, a lower-grade spirit technique. It includes the Canglang Seven Secrets, which, once you grasp the basics, will allow you to control water freely. You know, the Canglang Seven Secrets were the famous techniques of our Chen family's ancestors, with immense power. When mastered, they can even move mountains and seas."

"You are cultivating a wood-based foundation technique. Switching to the Canglang Technique will have a mutually beneficial effect of water and wood complementing each other."

Clearly, Chen Zhengfeng believed the Canglang Technique was very suitable for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, of course, knew the power of the Canglang Technique. The Canglang Seven Secrets were once famous techniques. In the past, the old ancestor of the Chen family used the Seven Secrets to defeat other families in the city, becoming the most prominent figure at the time.

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